Page 85 of On Cloud Nine


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“I want you to touch me,” I breathe against his lips.

He pulls away from our kiss. “How?” His voice is low and husky

“I—” I try, but my mind is melting.

“Tell me what you want, darling, and I’ll give you everything.”

“I want you to…” My feet slither down the base of the tub, and I part my knees. “Run your hands over my breasts again, like before.”

He smirks. “Did it turn you on when I played with your nipples after I undressed you?”

A flare of embarrassment comes again. Those words. So blunt and tantalizing. “Yes,” I manage.

He reaches for my breasts, somehow fitting them both into one of his strong hands. The weight of his possessive grip makes me want more. My stiff peaks ache beneath his touch as he kneads the soft flesh. The whisper of release echoes through my body.

Oh my, is he going to be able to make me come?

“Feels good, doesn’t it, beautiful?” he murmurs, and I nod.

Matthew lets go of me, picks up the showerhead, and turns on the stream. The water cools the back of my neck, spilling over my chest. I nod some more because I’m unable to form words.

He returns to my breasts, his fingers teasing each nipple with slow, deliberate circles. The bath water sloshes as I lean back into his embrace, completely consumed with the pleasure spinning through me.

“I love making you feel like this.” He moves in closer, his lips just inches from my jaw. “You’re so magnificent, Molly, so responsive to me. I can feel you getting turned on just from my touch.”

I moan. My body is on fire. His technique on my nipples becomes more deliberate, intense. I’m about to explode with pleasure.

Orgasming from a touch to your breasts?Can’t be possible.

And then, just when it’s all too much, Matthew stops, pulling away from me.

“Have you used this showerhead to make yourself come before?”

I can’t even comprehend what he’s asking. I need him to touch me again. “I—maybe. I…no, I have.”

“What did you think about when you did?”

You. My heart races, and my toes curl.

“Th-the way it would feel to kiss you,” I stutter.

“I love kissing you.” Matthew breathes on the side of my neck. “What else?”

“Your touch,” I moan. “I thought about what it would feel like to be touched by you.”

“Where?”

My mind is vibrating in my skull. I’m having an entire out-of-body experience.

“Down my body.” I force the words out. Matthew moves the showerhead over my chest. The stream is another overwhelming sensation over the heat pooling in my breasts.

“How low?”

I gulp. My thoughts are beginning to fade in and out of consciousness.What is happening?It’s like I’ve collapsed into another dimension of all-consuming pleasure.

“All the way.”

He submerges his hand with the showerhead. The stream runs over my stomach until it hits my navel.

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